As morning broke, the sun slowly began its ascent.
Its golden rays gently bathed the earth, dispelling the darkness and chill of the night.
Inside the villa, Zhu Ling asked sweetly, "Boss, is a pose like this okay?"
"Perfect, that’s great!" Chen Jincheng praised with a smile.
"Then hurry up!" Zhu Ling said, a hint of bashfulness in her voice.
"Okay!" Chen Jincheng said, holding up his phone and filming her.
She sat by the window, dressed in a short, baby-pink dress and white stockings. She glanced back slightly, revealing her lovely, pretty face.
You could tell that the baby-pink dress was a bit on the small side, as if it was sothing a child would wear. Even her twin pigtails were tied with bows of thin pink ribbon, another style only a little girl would wear.
Simply put, these were clothes and a style for a little girl, not sothing a young woman of Zhu Ling’s age would wear at all.
And that was exactly right. The video he was shooting was for a series that had been wildly popular in his past life: ’Who Wouldn’t Want to Treat Their Girlfriend Like a Daughter?’.
Over the past week, Zhu Ling’s fan count had shot up to 21 million.
The main issue was that fan growth had hit a bottleneck in the last few days. The hype from the incident had already spread across the entire internet, and new fan acquisition on Tiao Yin had beco severely homogenized. Otherwise, her follower count would have been even higher.
Of course, the biggest factor was that she had very few female fans.
It was safe to say the whole affair had offended a lot of won.
So today, he naturally had to shoot a video for her to increase fan engagent, and also as a bit of fan service.
Although Zhu Ling wasn’t his girlfriend, shooting this concept for her fit her public persona very well.
The ’Who Wouldn’t Want to Treat Their Girlfriend Like a Daughter?’ series had been a huge hit in his past life, and it was all about having one’s girlfriend dress up like a little girl for videos.
In his past life, a video of this baby-pink outfit had gotten a lot of likes, over 3 million.
Of course, there was another one with even more likes: a forty-sothing-year-old auntie wearing a primary school uniform, which reached over 3.6 million likes.
That was the legendary "Old Baby."
Even if he wanted Zhu Ling to imitate it, she wouldn’t be able to pull it off.
Chen Jincheng fild Zhu Ling’s pose as she glanced back, then had her do a few more playful actions. All that was left was to edit them into a video and add music.
「A short while later.」
Chen Jincheng held Zhu Ling in his arms and contentedly lit a cigarette, soothing the montary rush of excitent.
Zhu Ling leaned against his chest, also scrolling through her phone.
After a mont, she ca across a video about her boss. A shouting voice could be heard from it: "You’re all getting full of yourselves! I’m gonna beat up Chen Jincheng, you hear ? I’m gonna beat up Chen Jincheng!"
"..." Chen Jincheng was speechless. He turned to her and asked, "Why do you like watching these kinds of videos?"
Zhu Ling stuck out her tongue playfully. "I’m just curious, Boss. This guy is always going on about beating you up!"
Of course, she wasn’t about to admit she had previously ’liked’ several videos calling for soone to challenge her boss and beat the "scumbag" to death. As a result, Tiao Yin’s algorithm kept recomnding similar videos to her.
Moreover, for so reason, the number of people challenging her boss online had increased these past two days.
Chen Jincheng was speechless. He checked the data from the ga in his mind.
Constitution Points: 256.
’I’ve already used up about half of my Constitution Points.’
He could feel his physique growing stronger and stronger lately. ’Maybe I should learn so combat techniques,’ he thought.
’I have to put this physique to use, otherwise it’s a huge waste.’
He currently held the title of the internet’s number one fitness guru, and to this day, no other fitness blogger had managed to beat his 12-round competitive fitness program. But this was the internet, and there were always plenty of unconvinced people. Many fitness bloggers claid he just had good endurance and that it didn’t represent the entirety of fitness, bringing up things like boxing and martial arts to make their point.
The crucial part was that people actually believed them, thinking he really did just have good stamina. That’s why so many people from those fields were provoking him online now.
Among them was a person who disgusted him: Piaoxiang Yuan.
’Fucking hell, this world has this guy too? And he’s already making a fool of himself online, even earlier than in my past life.’
In the other world, this guy was always going after Yilong. Now, this guy was always going after him, Chen Jincheng.
’Son of a bitch...’
After finishing the cigarette, he patted Zhu Ling’s butt and said, "Get on top. One more ti, then we’ll go to the company!"
"I’m not rested yet!" Zhu Ling complained, but she still climbed up as he’d told her to.
...
[You have expended 1 Constitution Point through exercise. Your Constitution has increased!]
Constitution Points: 255
’255,’ Chen Jincheng thought, looking at the number. ’Much more pleasing to the eye than 256.’
After washing up, he took her out for breakfast before they headed to the company.
When the two of them entered the office, they clearly drew the attention of the company’s staff and artists.
The other artists looked at Zhu Ling, the new queen of Second-Life Star, their eyes filled with envy. After all, gaining 21 million fans in one week was nothing short of a miracle. Who wouldn’t be jealous?
Today, the internet was still full of topics about her.
Zhu Ling naturally noticed their gazes. After entering the company, she nonchalantly separated from her boss and headed to the streaming room the company had assigned her.
The company had a total of 175 streaming rooms. Most of them were very small, and they were typically shared by two people on different day and night shifts.
Of course, many chose to stream from ho, in which case the company provided a stipend.
The company also had so large streaming rooms. These rooms were only assigned to artists with more than 5 million fans. Otherwise, an artist like Lin Qing, who had over 1.4 million fans, could only stream in a small room; she just didn’t have to share it with anyone.
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